Chapter 2: Live Well

The night before his birthday, his mother hurriedly woke up Chang Feng, who was still asleep, with her sleeping brother in her arms, and then joined her bloodied father. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

At the last moment, his father handed him the ugly and dilapidated four-legged incense burner with a solemn face, and then summoned a servant whom he called the third uncle but was not familiar with, and told him only two words:

"From now on, your name is Chang Feng, not a descendant of the Chang family. ”

"Take this incense burner and live well. ”

Then he picked him up and ran back to the servant's room, and when the door closed, he finally saw his father and mother leave quickly with his younger brother, who was still asleep, and when he entered the room, he first changed him into the clothes of a handyman boy and then forcibly poured him a bowl of medicinal soup.

After the medicinal soup was entered, Chang Feng was extremely sober, with a child's fright on his face, but he couldn't say anything.

Half an hour later, Chang Feng and Sanbo were driven out of the servant's room by a group of wolf-like soldiers, and gathered in the courtyard where he used to play, where he saw the crowd of people on their knees.

At the foreground were his parents, bound by ropes, and his most familiar uncles, brothers, aunts, and sisters, surrounded by soldiers armed with spears and bright armor.

With horror in his eyes, Chang Feng's eyes wandered but he didn't see his two sisters, and his younger brother who was hugged by his mother before, but what surprised him the most was that he saw a child who looked exactly like him kneeling beside his father, trembling and crying.

For such a scene, he was extremely frightened and extremely puzzled, he wanted to step forward to his parents and ask something, but the third uncle next to him firmly controlled him.

Not long after, several generals with murderous armor and armor came to his parents, and the sword in one of them disappeared in a flash, and then a roll of bright yellow silk appeared in his hand.

Unfolded, read it in a deep voice: "Holy decree, carried by heaven, the emperor's edict said: Chang Qishan, the head of the Chang family, a subordinate family of the Zhu family, secretly leads to the ...... of the North Husuhe Department"

At this moment, the third uncle next to him whispered in his ear: "Child, kneel here honestly, remember your father's words, live well, remember those people standing on the stage, they are your enemies, but the commander behind them is your real enemy." ”

Sanbo's words calmed Chang Feng down a little, and his frightened eyes looked at the people on the stage with the flame of hatred, those generals, those who stood behind the generals, all of their faces were deeply engraved in his mind.

“...... Single-mindedness, the crime is not punishable, now the evidence is conclusive, the emperor is in pain, indignant can not be peaceful, give the Chang family descendants the main vein to destroy the clan, the rest of the branch veins have cultivators to destroy the dantian to abolish the cultivation, all the Chang clan people are accepted as official slaves. Chin!"

As soon as the general's voice fell, Chang Feng's father suddenly stood up and shouted loudly: "Zhu Yuanan, you are despicable, Chang wants to meet Emperor Biao, Chang is not convinced ......"

"Chang Qishan, what can you do if you don't accept it?" The general known as Zhu Yuanan screamed, the sword in his hand reappeared, the sword flashed, and the head of another Chang Feng was cut off immediately.

"Qingfeng. ”

Seeing that the head of another Qingfeng was cut off, Chang Qishan and Chang Feng's mother completely exploded, and they wanted to step forward desperately, but how could they be able to move the slightest bit if their mana was controlled by mortals.

"Bang. With a sound, the omnipotent father in Chang Feng's memory was immediately kicked and fell to the ground, and then the wolf-like soldiers lifted him up and dragged him away, and the mother was also knocked unconscious and taken away

"The Chang clan rebelled, the family property was confiscated, the main line was exterminated, and the rest were all official slaves, and they were executed immediately. ”

As Zhu Yuanan's words sounded, the soldiers began to act, and Chang Feng's eyes moved away from the killed self to look at the parents who were taken away.

For a long time, Chang Feng's whole person fell into a stupor, but instinctively walked out with the escorted Chang clansmen, while the master of the Chang family who stayed there was surrounded by soldiers and fell into a shadow of swords and swords.

Blood, endless blood permeated the once glorious Chang family, forming a thick blood mist that night.

Chang Qingfeng has been killed, Chang Feng was accepted as an official slave as a clansman outside the five suits of the Chang family, separated from the third uncle, and finally came to this tea garden with the ugly incense burner left to him by his father after several journeys.

To this day, he still hasn't figured out where this tea plantation is and how far it is from the Chang family where he once lived.

In addition to this question, he did not understand, there were many questions in his mind that were also unanswered, and the blood and fire on the night of his ninth birthday brought him too many horrors and questions.

His parents should be no longer alive, his two sisters and a younger brother should also be no longer alive, and even he is no longer alive, because that night he was beheaded by a sword by a man named Zhu Yuanan.

The incense made by wild vine was more than two fingers long, and it was quickly burned, Chang Feng's thoughts returned to his eyes, and he poured out the soil in the incense burner as usual, and walked back to the bamboo house with the incense burner, and at the door of the bamboo house, he turned his head to look at the dark tea plantation, and finally walked in.

Chang Feng thought about escaping, and there were also boys in the tea garden who tried to escape, but none of them succeeded, and in the end they all became upside-down corpses, beaten to the point that they were torn apart, and they were warned that they would not be found after three days.

Chang Feng had a heart, but those warning corpses made him choose to stay here honestly and live like his father had finally told him.

After a long day's work, he was often tired, but he could not sleep tonight, and according to three years of experience, he would soon be twelve years old and would be taken away by the guards in the near future.

The guards would say that they would take him to work elsewhere, but Chang Feng didn't believe it, and he didn't know why, but he just didn't believe the guards' words.

The next day, the morning light shone brightly.

As before, Chang Feng and the other boys quickly got up, grabbed the tea basket and prepared to pick the tea, but today Chang Feng and the other five twelve-year-old boys were left behind.

The guards told them that they would not have to pick tea again, that they would take them to work elsewhere, and that they would have a hearty meal today.

It had been foreseen for a long time, but Chang Feng did not expect that this day would come so quickly.

The breakfast is indeed sumptuous, the rice ball is enough, and there are even river fish and tea chicken, I have been here for three years, and Chang Feng has eaten such a hearty meal for the first time.

After a hearty meal, one of the guards left the bamboo hut with Chang Feng and five other twelve-year-old boys.

Before leaving, Chang Feng did not see the nine-year-old boy he gave the rice balls, just as the boy who gave him the rice balls never saw him again.

An hour later, the guard led Chang Feng's six people to an exit, and it didn't take long for nearly a hundred boys of Chang Feng's age to gather at the exit, although they were different in height and appearance, but they all had a common feature, all of them were tea picking boys who were about to reach the age of twelve.

They were all slaves.

The guards brought Chang Feng and the others here and then returned, and what received them was a team of twenty soldiers and horses, gray armor, gray spears, and majestic horses with dark red fur and four hooves like flames under their crotch.

The war horse is called Chihuo, tall and mighty, Chang Feng remembers riding it when he was a child, and the Chang family at that time had many such Chihuo war horses.

But that's a thing of the past.

Although Chang Feng was young, he knew that the soldiers who could ride the Red Fire War Horse were not mortals, but monks, and the people who could wear armor and ride the Red Fire War Horse were all monk soldiers in the official temple.

The monks have the power of mana, and killing these little boys is no different from crushing an ant.

Twenty men and horses took over all the boys under the command of a general, and immediately after the name was called, several simple orders were announced, nothing more than orders to be whipped for disobedience, and to be put to death for those who escaped.

As soon as the order was announced, they were escorted along a road that led to nowhere, and on the way, the escorting soldiers did not care about their communication, but rode around them, fulfilling their duties as soldiers.

Chang Feng in the crowd tightened the package behind his back, which contained all his belongings, two shabby clothes, an ugly and worn incense burner, and the stone stick he used to defend himself like a wooden stick.

Before leaving the tea plantation, the guard checked his package, but saw the dilapidated incense burner for the dead and a short wooden stick with no features, and the guard did not bother to pay attention to it.

They have been watching over these children for three years, and how can they not know what is in the hands of the little ones?

His eyes wandered, Chang Feng kept staring at the soldiers around him, and he had a feeling that the spears and halberds in the hands of those monk soldiers might fall at some point and pierce their smaller bodies, causing them to disappear into this world forever.